Eurostar Carnival: farewell to the flesh
I've never been to Ft. Boni before (promdi eh!) and have absolutely no idea how to get there. Tevs said she couldn't really remember which PUVs go there (hmmn, promdi din!), so we had no choice but to hail the ever so reliable cab.
I guess we were overly excited because we arrived an hour before the carnival opened. We killed time by exploring the fasyon Fort promenade not knowing that there was a huge indian/persian resto in the area. I almost puked when the air started reeking of cumin, curry and paprika!!!
We immediately went back to the carnival grounds and had to wait a few more centuries before the ticket kiosk opened. Evs and I were the first people to line up for the tickets!
We couldn't help it, we suddenly became gleeful 5 year olds again when we saw a glimpse of this
and wondered if we could brave this ride?
When we got in, we took it easy and got on the Bumper cars first. There weren't too many rides to begin with so it was too bad that the Booster and Ranger rides were under maintenance. I had evs defy her fear of heights by going on the Ferris Wheel
only to find out that I may secretly be harbouring that fear myself. We were the only souls to ride the gigantic wheel at the time and when we got in on the car thingie, the operator suddenly twisted it and started our ascent! We freaked out as the car wobbled on its way up, we felt the wind rocking us and the cables seemed to heave and squeek with every movement.
The operator stopped the wheel from revolving when our car reached the top. We were able to collect ourselves and giggled nervously as we took pics of the view
n0, it's NOT a cell site. It's called the Joker and tevs promptly refused to ride it when I hinted that I wanted to go up there. I guessed she'd say that after we watched this one-armed giant whirl its riders through the air. Right next to the Joker was the Flume which is the carnival's smaller but no less thrilling version of EK's Log Jam. 
We watched a group of highschool kids get on a ride called Flipper as we were air-drying ourselves on the benches. This ride looked tame enough, not unlike the Cup and Saucer rides in most karnabals so we didn't think twice about getting on to it. Tevs and I sat in total comfort in one of the cups as it gently made pirouettes. Suddenly, the pirouettes turned into cruel twists and turns, the machine was rolling and throwing us about in all and every direction. I had my eyes shut tight throughout the ride and put all my strength in holding on to the bars for fear of slipping through or getting thrown out of the safety bars.
When the ride was finally over and we were able to get down, it still seemed as if the whole world were spinning. Evs and I were so dizzy that we had to go to the water closet several times to throw up!
Evs had a really bad case of vertigo so we had to go home after a few more trips to the ladies to gag. There was no way we were going on another ride, please!
Two days after this (mis)adventure, I'm still popping mefanamic acid to ease the pain of bruises and sore muscles that I got from that dang Flipper ride. Tevs is still suffering from bouts of dizziness and we both have this uneasy feeling that we must be getting a little too old for antics like this. carnivals=health hazards, who knew?
